Sandwich Uthapam, Guru Lukshmi, Mississauga

On a not so recent Suburban eating adventure, my hosts called ahead to Guru Lukshmi, a not so typical dosa place in Mississauga that was described to me as "a family run business that's been taken over by the first born who went to business school and is really into night clubs." Whether this is true or not, it felt true, so we will go with it.

While I didn't manage to snap any shots of the decor, I will just tell you that it's amazing.
Jam packed with families, first dates, and appetite, there was even an overflow waiting room in a nearby and defunct shawarma place in the same strip mall because who could compete? Guru Lukshmi is not messing around with getting people in, getting people fed, and getting people out.

While we each had our own dosa, whose batter is by far (so far it's not even comparable) the best dosa batter I have ever had, we also all shared a Sandwich Uthapam, though really only two and a half of us ate it and the remaining quarter was taken home.

From my understanding, uthapam is more like a pancake made from fermented rice and lentil batter as opposed to the dosa which is a lighter batter that is almost crepe like. What makes this a sandwich and not a pancake though is that it's two layers of toasted uthapams filled with delicious stuffings, including potato and spices and cheese. While still thin relative to most sandwiches, they are heavy lifting and filling. Coming at the end of the meal, I ate my quarter and a bit and tapped out, thinking there was one more food stop afterwards. If I had known this was the end of the line, I would have kept going.

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